(snippet from the story I am working on in my free time for this guy)

Paizun had granted all but one of his masters wishes. "I'm sorry master but that wish is against the rules and I cannot grant it. I hope you understand."

"What! You said I have three wishes and that is my third. Did you lie to me? You know what for that..." The man took off his shoe and pulled off his sock. "For my third and final wish! I wish your home was now this old sock so that you will be misplaced throughout your centuries!"

"Please master I'm sorry don't do that. Please."

"You heard me now grant that wish!"

Paizun sighed loudly before disappearing as his masters third wish had been granted. Now he was stuck living in a sock with no hopes for at least now of a better circumstance. The smell wasn't as horrible as he thought but it was so much more uncomfortable in there then his old home. It hurt his pride and hurt his ego to be stuck in a sock which made him so bitter. All he could do now was hope for a master who would take pity on him for his circumstances. The funny thing is this wasn't even the worst he had been through in all his centuries as a Djinn.

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Had this guy for a while now and been working off and on on a story for him. Figured even though the story is not even close to finished I better get this guy up on FA.

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Art and character by  Cybeezly

Character owned by  disturbed01